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Sean's Show

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 03 May 2000 1 comments
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I still can't believe this happened and I'm praying it'll happen again but before I start I suppose I should give you guys some background. I'm 25 years old but recently I had to move back to my parents place. I left home when I went to university and never imagined having to go back but after paying an extortionate rent for years I thought it was time to grow up and get a mortgage but I had no money saved to do it. My pay disappeared as soon I got it so to be able to save up for a deposit I had to make the tough decision to go back to my old room and I've been here for the last six months. It is and always was a dull neighbourhood, occupied by middle-aged couples and for a long time my parents were the youngest homeowners there. That was until Sean and his wife and two very young kids moved here eight years ago. The house they moved into was behind ours and our yard backed onto theirs. At the time Sean was about 28 and sexy as hell. I never really spoke to him (although my dad did sometimes) but I guessed he could have been a construction worker of some kind. He used to do a lot of work in the yard especially in the summer and I'd watch him putting up a fence or digging with his shirt off. His body suggested his job was physical. His pecs were pumped up but not all that defined, his stomach was flat but without a six-pack and his shoulders were broad but not rippling with muscle. The kind of body you get from working hard but without the definition you get from gym workouts. His chest was smooth with nothing to cover his unusually large brown nipples but his great legs were covered in wispy blonde hair. Considering I spent so much time getting sneaky looks at him when I was 17/18 I had just about forgotten him and never saw him for a long time when I moved back here. Two weeks ago that changed. I came up into my room one night to go on my PC when I noticed the vivid blue-white light of a screen from a back bedroom of Sean's house. I checked it out and saw what could only be Sean sat at a PC. Instantly my perverted mind thought that maybe he'd be checking out porn on the Internet! Tarring him with the same brush as me I guess. I didn't take long to realise though he was just tinkering about installing stuff on there. I didn't even bother reaching for the binoculars that I had under my bed. I chided myself for an over-active imagination and stopped watching but I held out the hope that maybe some time he might check out some hot women on there and amazingly, incredibly it happened. Thank fuck for the Internet! Only a few nights later exactly the same thing happened. I came up to my room after having some supper and spotted a light at Sean's. It wasn't as bright as the other night as most of the screen was dark. Also this time he had partially closed the curtains but about a quarter of the room was still visible and I was at the perfect angle. At least I was when I squashed myself in the corner of my room! Apart from the light of the monitor there was another dim light from another corner of the room. Sea was sat facing to my left, slightly away from me leaning forward and it looked like he was flicking through pages on the Internet. When I grabbed my binoculars it was confirmed. It was hard to see in detail what was on screen but there was no doubt it was porn. Women with their legs spread, women bent over exposing both their holes to him. My eyes were more focussed on Sean of course. At first I was surprised by how much older he looked until I remembered how long it had been since I had last spied on him. Then I thought he didn't look too bad. His hair had thinned a bit but as it was cropped it was hard to tell and there were a few wrinkles but otherwise he looked much the same. He continued to flick through page after page of women never hovering on one for long. Then there were pictures of sex. Women taking big cocks deep into their throats. Other ones getting rammed from behind. Sean would drop a hand down to his lap for a while and seem to move his cock and balls around but that was all. Even so it had my thick uncut cock hard and leaking in my jogging pants. Still he went on, click, click, open pussy, blowjob, woman fucking herself with a dildo, click, click. Half an hour went on and he was still going through the pictures. I started to think he was committing all these pictures to memory for a furious stroke later and I would be denied seeing his cock. But just thinking about him checking out porn and getting turned on had me soaking my pants with precum. Even so after 30 minutes my eyes had begun to ache and I thought I had seen all I was going to see so I moved away from the window and went to my own PC. I couldn't stay away though. What if I was missing something? I thought it was unlikely but I couldn't help it. So fifteen minutes later I was back at the window. Straight away I knew something was different. He'd stopped going through the pages quickly and seemed to have found something he liked but I couldn't tell what. There seemed to be a lot of thumbnail pics. Suddenly he got up and moved out of sight. It caught me by surprise and I involuntarily moved away from the window but I took the opportunity to pull my pants down around my knees and let my dripping meat get some air. Seconds later he came back tugged his t-shirt from out of his own jogging pants and shoved his right hand down inside them. He seemed to be adjusting his equipment and as he did so he looked out the window almost right at me. I was sure he couldn't see me although I almost wished he could. My cock was pointing up and out toward him bobbing up and down with every tiny movement of my body. For now I kept both hands on the binoculars and the fact that I couldn't touch my cock was driving me crazy. I could feel it throb every few seconds and deliver a little more precum to the exposed head of my cock. He obviously thought no one would see and left the curtains slightly open and sat back down. He clicked the mouse a few times then settled back a little in his chair. At first nothing happened and while I waited for what would happen next I gave my prick two long slow strokes. It twitched and went crazy. I knew I was edging. Then a box opened up on screen. It was too small to tell what was on it but the picture was moving. He was watching a fucking porn video!! A minute later I saw his hand slip under the waistband of his pants. He seemed to be just holding it for now, not moving, intently watching the action on the screen. Then I could see his hips start to rock slightly. It was barely noticeable at first but I now knew he was jerking-off. The sexy stud with the great body was jerking off! My cock spewed another gob of lubrication in response. He leaned back further and I could now see the movement in his pants as his hand moved over his cock. The glow from the monitor was lighting up his crotch for me, showing me the bulge of his cock and hand. He was stroking slowly and the movement was fairly small, maybe a couple of inches. I hoped there was a lot more than a couple of inches down there. Next he took his hand out, leaving me with a view of just his prick tenting those pants. I wished I had X-ray eyes; it looked like it could be perfect. Maybe 7inches and thick, something like my own. He wrapped his hand round the cock still encased in the cotton joggers and squeezed. I was sure I could see the bulb of his cockhead jutting out at the end of the shaft. He sat there a while just like that squeezing his tool but barely moving, his hand his eyes fixed on the screen just as mine were fixed obsessively on Sean's tentpole. I could feel my balls drawing up even closer underneath my cock so tight it felt they were pinned there and suddenly I was hit by a panic. I was close to cumming and if I watched this masturbating hunk much longer I was going to empty my balls but I couldn't stop looking in case I missed something! Fortunately common sense won. I lowered the binoculars for a few seconds but carried on looking over at Sean's window with my naked eyes. It allowed me to adjust to the reality of it all, catch my breath and get my cock under control. I found a way to support one arm against the wall so I could leave my left hand free to play with myself. Then I began again to use the binoculars. Sean was still playing with his trapped cock but now he had his palm flat against the head and was massaging the shaft with his fingers, up and down. That looked fucking horny. I imagined how good that felt and I realised that this guy wasn't just jerking to get off. He was jerking cos he loved to jerk!! I reached down with my left and copied him. As I watched his steady rhythm and matched it with my own he suddenly raised his ass of the seat and tugged the pants right down to his ankles. He flopped back down into the seat and suddenly there it was Sean's cock. The cock I'd dreamt about seeing eight years ago. As he hit the seat it bobbed and bounced about before his left hand was back on it a split second later. It wasn't long by any means but it was a thick slab of meat that fit the rest of his body perfectly. At the angle I was at I couldn't see it all but it was enough for me to enjoy. It looked like he was uncut too and the head was still partly covered with foreskin but with his cock now completely bare Sean now started to really work his manhood. He spread his legs wider apart and his fist glided up and down the shaft and over the head. Every time his hand slid down, his cock-head gleamed brightly. He'd start to speed up his rhythm, reach down between his legs with his other hand and for a few seconds tilt his head back and look up to the ceiling. His head would then drop back to the screen and his pumping would slow back down. I was completely caught up in the show, still matching him stroke for stroke and every time I got close to shooting he'd slow down and let me gain control of my building orgasm again. Next Sean crossed his arms to either side of his body and lifted up his t-shirt in one smooth movement and threw it down to the floor. I briefly looked away from his cock to scope out his body, which was as I remembered it. Now though his chest and stomach seemed to have a covering of fine hair that caught the light and I wondered briefly if he had shaved it in the past. He reached up with his right hand to cup his left pec and squeezed before running it down the center of his chest and digging his fingers into his belly. Time and time again he repeated the same movement getting off on touching his fine body, squirming his ass round in the seat in response. I didn't know how much longer of this I could take and I was urging him mentally to bring himself to the point of no return. I wished I could enjoy the performance for hours but my cock and balls were aching and the head of my cock twitched crazily with every downstroke of my fist. Fortunately Sean didn't let me down. He was getting lost in his jack-off session, paying less and less attention to the action on the screen. Then he did something that made my jaw hit the floor. Sean started pinching his left nipple and really tugging on it!!! I saw him bite his lip and his head rolled back on his shoulders as he raised his firm hairy butt off the chair. Up and down he went with each firm stretch of his tit, drawing it a good inch away from his body. With one hand on the binoculars I couldn't copy him but I knew that if I'd tried I've have cum there and then and I knew I only had to wait a few more moments. I was shouting out to him mentally: "Pump it Sean. Pump that cock till it hurts. Cum for me. Shoot your hot jizz for me you horny fucker. If your wife doesn't want it I'll take every fuckin' drop. Empty your big straight-man balls." Then without warning he shot out of his chair. I lost view of him for a second and when I found him all I could see was the two mounds of his butt as he stood in front of the monitor. Then he turned slightly toward me and bent down. He came up holding the T-shirt he'd removed. He was gonna use it as a cum-rag!!! He was already stroking his cock hard and fast with squat fingers clamped round the swollen shaft. I could see the back of his thighs tense in readiness for his orgasm, his ass cheeks twitched then he hunched over the T-shirt in his left hand. His whole body shook and then I saw bright white drops of jizz spatter into his rag. He carried on stroking the fat shaft coaxing out more of his ball-juice but then I could take no more, I almost fell away from the window sank to my knees, dropped the binoculars and reached for my exhausted cock. I came instantly, shooting jet after jet after jet of my jizz, shooting out thick ropes three or four feet out in front of me. My cock lurched and tightened with each powerful shot and carried on with every diminishing contraction for what seemed like minutes. For a long time all I could do was stay kneeling there catching my breath but eventually I did look up to check out of the window. Sean was gone but the monitor was still lit and though I waited for ten minutes he didn't return but he'd given me what I'd been dreaming of so I gave up and collapsed on my bed. Needless to say I've emptied my balls a few times since then from playing the little video I have in my mind. A couple of weeks on I've only glimpsed him in his kitchen just long enough to mentally be able to remove his clothes and picture him naked again. I hope I get another show sometime but if it doesn't happen that night will keep me smiling for years. I hope you've enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I thought it might have been hard work but I loved every minute. So rest assured if I get a good response and I do get another show from sex-stud Sean I'll let you know!